Whispers Of Betrayal (Anastasia and Alastor)

Chapter 64

Anastasia did not realize how she reached home. When sitting on the couch, all she could feel was her cold, numb limbs.

Snowball meowed and came over to nest on Anastasia’s lap as if it was trying to help her warm up her stiff body.

Gazing at Snowball in her embrace, Anastasia chuckled. “I still have you with me Snowball”

As she spoke. Anastasia got all choked up. “I only have you now”

She had lost everything. All she had left was Snowball to accompany her.

Snowball was most likely the only emotional support that kept her going

After turning on the heater. Anastasia nestled by the ceiling-to-floor window and read her diary entry of the past.

Whenever Anastasia was shaken up, forgetting the past temporarily would become her go-to choice. That was her protection mechanism kicking off

However, the diary re-awakened Anastasia’s memories and ignited her sorrow.

“Anastasia, what kind of house do you like?”

Jace had once asked Anastasia what type of house she adored.

“A stand-alone, quiet one with front and back yards. Also, it’s better if it comes with ceiling-to-floor windows, a wall-mounted stove, bloomed flowers in the courtyard, and a cat. Our home should consist of you, me, and our kitty.”

Anastasia could barely remember what state of mind she was in when she wrote that sentence.

That was all six years ago.

many things were

had a sharper sense of hearing than Anastasia. It darted over the instant she

Alastor

time he came home,

him,

he would always pick Snowball up and gently comfort its head, even if he had to pretend to

he even found putting on

The first thing Alastor did upon stepping

put it aside, and rubbed her eyebrows. “Are you planning to

put aside. “Just because Sienna showed me your diary and exposed the indecent acts between you and Xavier, you’re getting back at her and Meredith?”

took a deep breath, her

had long read through her diary.

you, Anastasia, she raised you and cared for you for so many years. You ought to be grateful to her.” A pucker creased Alastor’s forehead. His voice

wave of suffocation

me to be grateful to that witch I’m already grateful enough not to claim

know me at all? Indeed. I’m such a vindictive person who’s also hypocritical and good at disguising myself. Not only that, but I’m even a promiscuous wretch with a messed up private

see the labels he had

advance and secretly record videos of Meredith and others just to threaten her to divorce your dad and leave the marriage with nothing. You even wanted to sabotage her and throw her behind bars. How could you be so vicious? To say that Alastor was astonished would be an understatement. “Did you also

would never expect Anastasia to take such a drastic

woman was her stepmother, Meredith, who had lived

so savage?” he muttered

Alastor At least

as a diabolical person, no matter what the other party

nothing wrong, the police will release her.” Anastasia curled up in a ball and tightened her shawl. “You came here today just to question